[Verse 1 - Acoustic fingerpicking, calm indie folk rap flow] Man, them jeans got a grip on her hips Thick thighs talking, she don’t need no lip That ass got the room going dumb in a blink When she bend just right, I damn near forget to think Two steps back, still too close to her heat Country girl got that pressure, put it right on me Daisy Dukes cut low, got the whole crowd stuck Boots on, belt cinched, yeah she know she that She ain’t tryna be modest, she know what she got Sun-kissed skin, little sweat on the crop top Got them boys in a line like they never had sense Sweet drawl in the mouth, but the body too intense Cowboy buckle flashing, clean but rough She can make a whole room act real thirsty and stuck One look, and I’m folded, no front, no bluff Country girl wild, and she know she enough [Pre-Chorus - Stomping drums, building heavy guitars] C-O U-N T-R Y Girl [Chorus - Aggressive rap metal, heavy distorted chugs and acoustic layering] B-O O-T S-O N Boots on C-O U-N T-R Y Girl L-O V E-I T Love it [Verse 2 - Driving acoustic bass, energetic rap flow] Maybe if I roll slow She’d let me ride close Hand on her thigh while the whole cab glows Maybe if I keep up She might let me see How that little denim dress sit on her knees Mud on her tires, sweat on her neck Hair tied up, and she still look a mess In the best way, no filter, no shame Body too loud, got the whole town trained Bring the farm girls through Then them city girls stare Cause she swing them hips like she don’t care Talk dirty with a grin and a can in her hand Make a preacher lose nerve, make a grown man stand Out by the porch where the bass get low She got that slow-burn way with a cut-off glow I’m talking real body, real curves, real heat All that country flesh got me weak in the seat [Bridge - Banjo and acoustic breakdown transitioning into heavy breakdown] Funny how the city life Is like no life How can a picker Really live life When he ain't got a southern girl Dead in his sight The only way to make things right [Chorus - Aggressive rap metal, heavy distorted chugs] C-O U-N T-R Y Girl B-O O-T S-O N Boots on C-O U-N T-R Y Girl L-O V E-I T Love it [Verse 3 - Acoustic guitar chugging, stomping folk rhythm] Sweetheart, country girl wild queen show you what the difference is Country girls survive By any means Whether 9 to 5 She gotta feed her kids She might drive a truck She might mud a bit And her body still hits Like a shot in the ribs Southern girl Might’ve found a window To exploit Work the room instead Country queen Might’ve found a team With a room full of boys That she got to lean People gon follow When she swing that thing Man, me I love all three Them city girl days I just can’t sustain I rather take rides In a country girl's lane Experience and country beauty IP None of this love gon come for free [Outro Chorus - High energy breakdown, heavy metal beat drop, raw emotional delivery] C-O U-N T-R Y Girl B-O O-T S-O N Boots on C-O U-N T-R Y Girl L-O V E-I T Love it
